That’s right. It could be you I’m writing about. Here’s the thing. Only you and I know it unless someone else is reading it was there… which is highly unlikely. I don’t name names. I don’t point fingers.
This is MY blog. This is where I go to write my thoughts and my feelings and my ideas and my stories… (not that I have written any stories here as I have an insane fear of people stealing my work that I will probably never publish) This is where I write the things that bug me to get them out so that I am not holding on to them and letting them eat me alive. If you happen to be a person that did something that bothered me enough for me to write about it… be happy I got it out so we can both move on. If you are butt-hurt about it, from a psychological standpoint… it would only be because you know you messed up. My getting it out and getting over it is my way of forgiving you. Maybe now you need to figure out a way to get over it. I would hope that you could be as respectful about it as I have been.
I am a human being… and just like you, I get ugly sometimes. This is my place to do that. Most of the time, I’m told, I’m a fairly beautiful person. And I would like to think that is true. If you are going to un-friend me because you didn’t like my moment of ugliness while I was being open and honest in my process of word vomiting the negative out and away from me so that I could continue being a friend that only thinks of you with happy thoughts, go on with your bad self. Being a true friend is being open and honest. It is not getting butt hurt when someone is honest with you. And it is making it a point to be understanding and accepting of that person, just as they should be with you. It doesn’t mean you aren’t going to irritate each other. It just means that you value more the non-irritating things.
This is me. This is my blog… and this is where I word-vomit. If you hate it, you don’t have to read it.